Bismillah Al RaHman Al RaHeem
This story is from my recent visit to my mother and father. There are too many emotions and perhaps not coherent sentences but I m sure I convey my message to all of you in the clearest way possible at the moment.
"Are we dying off?" my mother asked me at the dinner table.
Confused by the statement that sprang out of nowhere, i restated her question, "who are we who are dying off???"
She looked at me and cried. I have not seen my mother for 6 months and the time of my young and hectic life carried that period unnoticeably. Unfortunately it is not so for her. My natural reaction was- I got closer to her and said that i loved her and was sorry for being away for such a long time. I hoped that it would be enough...
I know, in her solitude, she thinks about everything in her life. Alone. Her kids have flown away from home and busied themselves with the daily lives. What about her? Her sleepless nights and worrisome days? I dont thank my mother enough , actually I never told her how I appreciated her for everything she has done for me. Why am i so selfish and accept everything without a question and appreciation? Mothers dont owe us anything and all the wonderful things they do is from their love and not because they HAVE to. So why do we act as if we are forced to appreciate. If anything we at least have to be equal and show our love from our hearts . How greedy are we? We easily say " I love you " to a foreign person but shy away from saying the same to our mothers?
back to her question...
"We are the real mothers, who care and love their children selflessly. We are the mothers who protect you more then their lives", she looked away with the frustrated look and eyes full of tears. Silence. i didn't know where to begin because i knew that "her" type is disappearing perhaps morphing into some other super modern mother image. How much worry she puts in that simple question and how important it is for the society. She told me that she didn't understand what went wrong. Poor thing, she doesn't know that not all women are like her and don't teach the things she considers sacred. She doesn't know that the pride and honesty are not the top values of these days nor chastity and cleanliness of the heart. How could i tell her that her own daughter at some point of her life was embarrassed of her mother's boldness and care.
My mother looked at me and said, " please continue me in you. I want everyone say that you are N's daughter ". Without any hesitation, I hugged my mom with the ball of emotions stuck in my chest. The dearest and closest person in my life once in her life asked me for something, Finally!
When was the last time your mother ask your for something? My mother finally did after 30 years and i am happy to oblige. I just hope she shows the need in me more often .. I live in a verbal society where silent emotions have lost its strength and it is easy to overlook that dearest mother who sits on the chair quietly through the good and bad without asking for anything but giving and giving ...
My dear readers,in any stage of your lives, please be with your mother more often , kiss her on her head, and tell her how much you love her. It doesn't take much effort on your side but it makes your mother the happiest person in the world.